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Pack it in my bag Pocket of its own Just a felt covered glasses case Meant to be resown Jacket in the rags Soften on the phone At noon we got so tired we Went off on our own I'd fall in every war Dumb luck worms weeds tile Floors crumbs bottlecaps Shore was shutting down I just felt diffuse And so I mothered my exhaustion for the truth Half-dead on the port Nickels on the dime I will be angry later When I have the time Fall in every war I’m stuck on you Sorе eyes tried, now it’s gonе You’ll overturn the earth There’s no excuse The shame’s the greatest thing you lose I still love that song People like to dance Halve all the stuff we have It's come to us by chance